Goodgod Small Club

Cute, tiny club at the back of a restaurant (fun fact: I attended a Christmas dinner party at this restaurant a few years ago without ever knowing that there was a club at the back). The sound system is really pretty good, and the vibe is nice. I came here to listen to a dynamic little rapper duo out of Canberra, Coda Conduct, while they toured Sydney in support of Citizen Kay (after first hearing them at the Newtown Festival at the beginning of November).
While I am decidedly not the typical demographic for this place, it was a fun night out and the atmosphere was great for an intimate live gig. If you get a chance to see a performer here, do it!

Came for the Bao and stayed for the tunes. I am not a huge Sydney person and always struggle to take people out in Sydney. This little place has been a staple of good music and food for me over the years. This current incarnation is Bao and they are amazing. I recommend the strawberry green tea ice cream bao. It has all of the crispiness of a donut with added ice cream and condensed milk, match this with a cool cocktail bar and funky tunes and I am a fan!

I’m a little long in the tooth for nightclubs these days (despite the urgings of my lizard brain to not go quietly into that good night but to rage, rage against the dying of the disco lights). But man, when I wanna feel like I’ve still got it this is where I done gone come to get sweaty and cut shapes. And eat delicious belly bao slider burger things with delicious fillings like pork belly and more pork belly.
It’s dark, it’s claustrophobic, it’s sweaty, there are crazy queues for the bar (chuck another bartender back there and you’d double your profits, easy) and it’s ten pounds of awesome in a five pound bag. Hit the back room for a nominal entry fee, there’s always someone fun or interesting or hardcore playing, you won’t look too pretty at the end of it but you’ll damn sure know you’ve had a good time.

Bad layout — shyt nightclub music — bad smell, kinda like mould — bad bad food: «Americana» grub — fried everything, chips, crappy burgers etc. oh and here’s the clincher — you have to PAY to hear the live music, who are at best unknown musicians and partitioned behind a walled section — so fricken stupid! Spare yourself a bad night out and give this hole in the wall a miss!

If you ever wondered what it would be like to have a sit down meal in the middle of a nightclub then this is the place for you! Particularly recommended if your dining companions are boring or stupid and you don’t want hear them talk.
We grew old waiting for our food — it took 20 mins to place an order and one hour for the food to appear. Don’t worry, we didn’t actually look much older as air-​conditioning had been cryogenic effect. The bao (only thing on the menu) was nice, though small. Get two or three if you are hungry and some sides.

Had a few drinks and delicious jerk chicken burger. Really liked the atmosphere and the staff were super nice. Gets pretty loud, music wise but nothing that bothered me too much.

Nice underground clubs. Many vice parties happen here. They do a Wednesday trivia night which is always packed. Looking forward to trying the food one day.

Great venue for dinner and drinks with friends. Especially great food for anyone longing for American fare and decent (read: potent) cocktail jugs too. I’ve been here on a few different friday nights now and we’ve been served quickly and had great nights each time

This was cute.
You can only have the wait staff bring you jugs of drinks (about $ 30 a pop) or else you have to get your own from the bar. It’s also never a good thing when I know more about how to make a certain drink than the bartender — I’m not even a big drinker or at all particularly knowledgable about such things.

Awesome venue, I really like this place! Went here for a gig on a Friday night. When you enter the place, the actual club is in the back, while there is a bar/​food area.
We got there right before the band was playing. Got our hands stamped and went in to get a drink. This place is small and intimate. The band — Clairey Brown and the Banging Rackettes were AWESOME, the sound was great!
After the show, we went out to the bar area and ordered some drinks and nachos. The menu looks awesome — lotsa yummy American food! Nachos, Chili Cheese Fries, Burgers, etc.
Definitely coming back!

Good God, I love this small club.
As if the tacky-​tikitastic vibe and grilled watermelon burgers weren’t enough, they have an entire night dedicated to Point Break. Not sold? Well they have another night for Quizzle Schizzle* and an ever-​changing eclectic mix of similar events. (Dutty Dancing, Girls Gone Mild and Booty City featuring 90s & 80s R&B & Hip Hop featured at the time of Unilocaling…)
Great spot to find yourself on any given Wednesday. Or any other night, for that matter. Check your worries at the door and indulge in this underground lair of whimsy and, well, booze.
*So maybe I was the «woo girl» due to my lack of Australiania knowledge, but you bet your ‘90s arse I knew what triggered one to get slimed on You Can’t Do That On Television. (PM me if you know… your prize awaits.)

Goodgod Small Club, what can I say? You swept me off my feet with your bacon and grilled watermelon burger and as if that decision wasn’t hard enough to make, you lure me further with your Wednesday evening Quizzle Shizzle trivia night.
You’re confident and make no apologies for your tiki bar vibe. Perhaps I should have worn my Hawaiian shirt to impress you more?
The company you keep when you visit Goodgod Small Club will make or break the visit. Go there with a group of friends ready to embrace the venue for all its kitsch and enjoy a good night full of laughs. Goodgod Small Club is an experience, one everyone should have, if only for the chesse salsa fries!
Oh and if you’re not yet convinced who is going to say no to a venue that has its own danceteria?

My returns to this place have not ever been quite as spectacular as the first time I stumbled upon this gem but I still love the place.
I’d been to hooters for dinner. Outback Sydney. It was for a birthday and we were all wearing Hawaiian shirts, though I’d bought mine from the Bahamas in cringingorange (possible actual colour). Anyway, in the taxi between Hooters and Liverpool St I crossed the threshold between ‘charming and witty Luke’ to ‘imbalanced swaying swagger and OTT-​flashy-​hand-​gestures Luke’, possibly due to the unhealthy mix of spiced rum and absinth. This was the condition I was in when I discovered Goodgod. And I do believe it was the most appropriate condition to be in.
Goodgod is an early sixties Acapulco café/​country club, complete with a shuttered-​off DJ booth playing sixties psychedelia and the pervading smell of toasted cheese sandwiches. I was dressed and behaving like a young and alive Hunter S. Thompson in his natural environment, minus the hallucinogens but including the Singapore slings. This was absolute heaven! The air-​con was set to ‘Svalbard, Norway’ and the staff were set to ‘efficient and tolerant’. I’ll never forget my first time. Those Ice cream mountains! Those jugs of sweet nectar! Those hipsters! Love!

O dear, I will be the first to admit that I am probably too old for this spot.
We were pretty tired and hungry when we stumbled down the stairs, having seen the name in a small bar list somewhere.
The interior is trashy island chic, I think, with dim lighting, white plastered walls in eclectic shapes and a menu of hot dogs and nachos — which we didn’t try but I am told are legendary. Booths were everywhere but seemed to be all reserved, which I guess means they take reservations.
The wine list was as expected, pretty thin, but the girl at the bar willingly poured me a generous taste of the red I was contemplating, and didn’t hesitate to chuck it out and open a new bottle and a new taste when we agreed it was a bit old.
Groups of 20 and 30-​somethings looking for a fun night out will probably enjoy it. If you are over 40, best find somewhere else.

Good god this place is fun! To be honest, I was smitten the moment I saw the cute coasters. And then it got even better. The cosy booths, the well-​priced drinks, the great food– it all makes for one of the CBD’s better bar/​venues. The front bar is free to get into from around 5pm to 11pm/​12am Wednesday to Saturday, while the small club at the back charges for live music. Its low ceilings weren’t made for claustrophobics, but it’s perfect for an intimate band setting. The dance floor gets hectic so come prepared.

I get to Goodgod Small Bar and find a seat, it’s Quizzle Shizzle tonight and the stakes are high, the grand prize is a veggie tray; carrots, turnips, a kent pumpkin, so I guess there are no steaks after all.
As I wait I notice a couple across from me; the man unable to keep his hands off his partner; rubbing her legs, the underside of her arms, her lower back. And the woman with a look of boredom on her face, as though the relationship was over but he didn’t know it yet.
He was insatiable, he could not be sated, but one day soon she would remove his hands from her hair, rip his heart out through his chest and tell him to go sate himself.
My friend arrives and we peruse the fancy sounding menu. I order at the counter and despite her asking for pulled pork, I order her a Kangaroo Burger (A failure that would set the mood for the continued trivial failings of the night.)
We drink beer, eat our Roo burgers, which are mighty tasty and very filling and play the trivia. Team Serviette V Coaster, a team name constantly bagged by the hosts for being simply what we are seeing.
The night ends and we are sixth out of ninth, not bad for two people, one of whom can’t even order food correctly.

I was really surprised after moving back from Melbourne to find this place tucked away a few doors down from the spanish quarter on Liverpool street in Sydney.
This place is a cool hideaway reminding me of a Hawaiian tiki village, as if some crazy scientist developed a way to create a space-​time continuum or put a worm hole through a door on Liverpool street, that somehow connected you through to what I think Hawaii was like in the 70s. The white smeared walls, cosy cemented cave like/​booth style dining area, friendly dj booth with blinds along with the coloured fairy lights make this place very different to any other bar you’ll find in the city.
The meals are tasty and are just as creative as the décor. The avocado ice cream and pork pulled nachos are a highlight and similarly the punch jugs list too. I’d buy the punch jugs just for their names alone, like the Pat Cash or the Chevy Chase! Now where’s my Paul Simon!

GoodGod is a welcome addition to Sydney nightlife. This small, ultra trendy nightclub is located right near Chinatown. The music here is really good with a steller lineup of well know DJs. I highly recommend the Canteen, the food is amazing! Its sort of a cool take on your traditional school canteen but a whole lot better! Heaps of interesting music-​types go here, they add a really good dynamic aspect to this nightclub. You never know who you will run into at GoodGod. The other night that I was their SebastiAn from Ed Banger Records was partying till the wee hours of the morning. It’s a very fashion conscious crowd, but they all seem very friendly.

Goodgod uses roughly five different nouns to identify itself across the entrance. The most prominent bills it as a «Bar, Canteen, Danceteria». And this is a perfectly apt description. The entrance of Goodgod leads to a canteen area with a low ceiling, which brings to mind the cantina from the rarely seen art film Star Wars: Episode IV: A New Hope. So far, so good. The canteen is known as The Dip and serves a range of classic Americana such as corn dogs, corn on a stick, smoked turkey leg, and the deep fried Coca Cola sundae. Just like grandma used to make. We didn’t stop to dine, but the food smelt delicious.
We didn’t stop because we were headed to the danceteria to see the one and only Donny Benet. The danceteria is a separate area out the back of the front room which opens for gigs and dancefloor events and contains a band stand and a separate bar area. We had to pay about $ 10 to gain entry and it was worth every penny — the crowd was very laid back, the bar service was swift, and we had plenty of room to dance.
Finally, like a bat out of hell came Donny Benet dressed in a pristine cream suit and a black shirt with red roses all over. The big thing about Donny Benet is that no one knows if his brand of 80s synth revival is earnest or ironic. All I can say is that I saw a man bend a mean guitar solo and treat us to some well-​crafted tunes. Goodgod have a pretty consistent flow of quality gigs coming through and tickets are generally in the $ 10-​$ 25 range, which is a steal.
This was a great venue to catch a pretty low-​key and chilled gig. Entry to the front bar is free and open until the early hours on Fridays and Saturdays. This section of George Street can be barren for decent bars, but Goodgod is a top candidate for those looking to knock back a few.